Traversing the good life of a peasant woman

Chapter 25

Living in a new house, how can we not get new bedding?Buying cotton by scraping the material, after buying it, the eight taels of silver I just got was spent in three taels in a blink of an eye, which made Wen Yue stunned. Nothing she bought today was cheaper than pork.After several purchases, she can conclude that in this era, the cheapest things are coarse grains and vegetables.

Things like non-staple food and daily necessities are more expensive than 01:30. Fortunately, these things are not necessary for the people's daily life, otherwise the life of the lower class in the Great Xia Kingdom would be even more difficult.From this point of view, the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom is somewhat wise. At least, most people can still afford rice and salt.

This time when he entered the town, Fang Dachuan spent 50 Wen to rent a donkey cart from Zhou Lizheng’s family. In the village, only a few households with livestock would get out of their own carts and pull the villagers to collect their feet on market days. Cheng Qian.However, Wen Yue had long thought that they bought a lot of things this time, so they avoided the group trips of the villagers and rented a car alone, so as to avoid falling into the eyes of interested people and causing unnecessary trouble.

The two walked around the town for a long time, and the small donkey cart was half full. Wen Yue looked at the sky and the road where there were no pedestrians, and said to Fang Dachuan who was pulling the cart in front: "Dachuan, let's give grandma another Buy some cakes with your mother and then go back, don't be embarrassed by Seventh Lady and the others seeing that we didn't come here by bullock cart at all."

Thinking of the double reed that the two sang at Qin Niangzi and shopkeeper Mo just now, Wen Yue couldn't help sighing: "Da Chuan, you are getting smarter now, I just told a little lie, and you will know what I mean ? They even know how to trick them into raising the price themselves."

Hearing Wen Yue's praise, Fang Dachuan shook his neck slightly with pride in his heart, carefully led the donkey cart while walking and said, "I'm not as good as you said, but I think the professor's needle is so good. I didn't discuss the law with you, so how can I make my own decision? Besides, we have been husband and wife for so long, how can I not understand what you think? But...

He chuckled and said, "The matter of letting them raise the price by themselves was really something that came to my mind. I don't know why, but I suddenly had such an idea in my mind, so I just said it. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it will work or not. We don't suffer, right, after all, it's better for you to cooperate, Yueniang."

"This shows that we have a good understanding!" Sitting in the car, Wen Yue praised herself without any shame.

She was still immersed in the joy of making money here, and she didn't realize that when Fang Dachuan heard Wen Yue say that they had a good heart, his ears gradually became red.

When the two returned home, the sun was already setting. The closer the autumn harvest was, the less work there was to do. When Fang Dachuan and Wen Yue drove into the village, they didn't see anyone around.Mrs. Zhao looked at the half-truck-sized thing, opened her mouth wide and closed it again, but finally suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

After Fang Dachuan moved all the things back home, Mrs. Zhao finally couldn't hold back when she looked at the things that were full of kang, and sighed helplessly, "Oh prodigal!"

Wen Yue walked in with Tuyan and the cigarette pot that she bought for Mrs. Zhao in her hand. She naturally heard Mrs. Zhao's words, but she really had no other feelings except that she thought it was funny, so she handed the things in her hand to Mrs. Zhao Wen Yue smiled and said: "Grandma, your prodigal granddaughter-in-law bought you a gift, and here are materials for you and your mother. You will also add two new clothes later. Mother, this is The hairpin I bought for you, do you like it?"

Wen Yue put the hairpin in front of Li Shi's eyes for her to look at, and then inserted it into Li Shi's hair, which was tied up with a thin wooden stick. The hairpin was covered with peach wood and silver. Although it was not very expensive, it was It still made Li's eyes red.She quietly wiped her eyes, and wanted to take the hairpin off her head: "Yue'e, mother knows you are a good boy, but mother is getting old, so you don't need this thing anymore, you can put it away, ah!"

"Mom, just keep it. I got a lot of money when I entered the town this time, and in a few days, our family will have a big income. In the future, although we can't live a rich life, we can I shouldn't have to worry about three meals anymore." Wen Yue pulled Li Shi's hand that wanted to pull out the hairpin and said.

Mrs. Zhao, who was constantly rubbing the new cigarette pot, raised her eyes and stared at Wen Yue, and said with a bluffing face, "No matter how much money you earn, you have to save it. Do you know when you need money? Wait until you really use it." If you can't get the money that day, it will be up to you whether you regret it or not."

Wenyue Laipi smiled grinningly: "Grandma, I know, I didn't waste money. You see, although there are a lot of things, which ones are not urgently needed by our family? I'm going to give birth in a month, isn't it Have you prepared all the things for the child in advance? Besides, you must eat something good after giving birth, otherwise there will be no milk. I’m fine if I’m hungry, but what if your grandson is hungry?”

Mrs. Zhao tapped Wen Yue's forehead with her hand, and said bitterly: "You have many reasons! You can't do this in the future."

Wen Yue rubbed her forehead that was a little sore from being touched by Zhao Shi, and seeing that Zhao Shi seemed to be still angry, she hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Grandma, mother, don't you want to know why I said that I have more income tomorrow?" ?”

Mrs. Li shook her head, turned around and went to pack the things on the kang. Mrs. Zhao cast a glance at Wen Yue: "I don't want to know, anyway, you and Dachuan have a lot, and your mother and I just lived with you like this. You are a confused person, what do you do if you know so much? As long as it is not illegal or immoral."

Although Mrs. Zhao told Mrs. Li that she didn't want to know, Wen Yue still told them what happened. Mrs. Li lovingly helped Mrs. Wen wipe off the pastry crumbs stuck to her mouth, and finally put her hands on her On Wen Yue's cheek.She didn't know how to express her gratitude. When Wen Yue said in such an understated tone that she would impart her ancestral craftsmanship to outsiders in exchange for money, Li felt that she would treat Wen Yue as her own girl in this life. , The daughter-in-law's sacrifice is really too great.

Mrs. Zhao was silent for a while, and said earnestly, "Yue'e, have you thought it through? The handicraft handed down by this family is not unusual. If you poke the spine, I'm afraid you will be blamed in the future. Although our family is short of money, I don't want you to be charged with such a crime. If you really meet a relative from your family in the future, how will you explain it?"

Seeing the unfeigned concern in Zhao's eyes, and feeling the heat from Li's rough hands, Wen Yue just felt too happy: "Grandma, mother, don't worry, this skill is my mother herself. I can figure it out, and no one else knows it except me. I always embroider these days, and I feel that my eyes can’t keep up. I’m also afraid of being blind, so I don’t want to do more needlework in the future. .

But if it really doesn't embroider, isn't the embroidery method that my mother worked so hard to come up with really lost?That would be such a pity.So I thought that since this method can carry forward this embroidery method and our family can get a sum of money, no matter how you look at it, this is a very profitable transaction, and my mother's hard work is not meaningless. "

"Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Fang Dachuan, who had just returned the donkey cart at Lizheng's house outside the house, opened the curtain and walked in when Wen Yue said that his eyes were tired.

Seeing that it was Fang Dachuan, Wen Yue picked up the rose cake on the table and stuffed it into Fang Dachuan's mouth, saying: "What's the matter, I just said that I was a little tired from embroidering for the past two days, and now I have a rest."

"You don't want to embroider any more!" Fang Dachuan spoke a little vaguely because there was something in his mouth: "Our crops are growing well this year, and the imperial court exempted us from half of the tax. At least next year, we don't have to worry about it."

In the golden autumn of October, the exhaustion of the harvest could not conceal the people's excitement in the face of a good harvest. The barn was full of grain, and the men were too excited to hum a ditty with a different tune, resounding over Zhoujia Village all day long.

The sky gradually became gloomy, and the experienced old man knew it would be a heavy rain at a glance. The villagers gathered the grain that was drying in the yard and the grain field into the house. In the courtyard, Wen Yue, who was pregnant in October, finally started.

Wen Yue in the room screamed louder and louder, and Fang Dachuan, who was circling anxiously outside the room, wanted to rush into the room several times, but he was stopped by the man who said that entering the delivery room was bad for pregnant women outside.The night of torrential rain finally passed, and when the first ray of white fish appeared in the sky, there was finally a loud cry of a baby in the house. Fang Dachuan, who was circling in circles, suddenly stopped his feet and almost hit the boulder in the middle of the courtyard. run over.

The door of the house was opened not long after, and Mrs. Zhao greeted the rising sun with a smile and scolded Fang Dachuan: "What are you doing there? Your wife gave you a little padded jacket, why don't you come in and have a look!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Fang Dachuan rushing into the room from her side in two slow steps, Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said with a smile, "This brat is so precarious even after he's become a father."

With the help of Mrs. Li, Fang Dachuan finally hugged his little daughter in his arms tremblingly. The wrinkled child with a red face twisted from time to time in the swaddling baby with his eyes closed. His child is his and his wife's child.

Although Wen Yue was exhausted, the joy of being a first-time mother made her unable to close her eyes and rest her mind as Li Shi said. When she learned that she gave birth to a girl, she quietly observed Zhao Shi. With Li Shi's face, although she loves both men and women.But she was also worried that Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Li would be dissatisfied because she was a girl.Fortunately, fortunately, their expressions are also happy.

"Dachuan, show me the child!" Wen Yue waited for a long time, but Fang Dachuan didn't put down the child in his hand, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Hey!" Fang Dachuan responded, and carefully placed the child beside Wen Yue, perhaps feeling the mother's breath, the child who had already calmed down twisted twice again.

Wen Yue looked at the child who was connected with her blood, and sighed in her heart. Although she did not lose her mouth during pregnancy, this child was still much weaker than those newborns in her previous life.This wrinkled little face and those eyes that haven't opened, such a newborn is very rare in the hospitals of later generations.

However, it is precisely because of her small size that the first child was born so smoothly. It seems that this little guy still knows how to love her mother.Don't worry, your father and I will definitely raise you well in the future and try our best to give you the best!
Holding her hand tightly by Fang Dachuan, looking at the facial features of her daughter beside her, Wen Yue felt that her mood at this moment was what people call satisfaction. This feeling was really too warm.The past life regrets that have been entangled in my heart have long since disappeared, leaving no trace.

(End of this chapter)